Chapter 1409
Siege, Navigating the Trap
Chapter 1409 Siege, Navigating the Trap
"Commander Jiang, it's time to leave!" Commander Zhong called out to him.
Deputy General Lang asked, "You're not here to pick us up, are you going to carry out military duties?"
Jiang Dalang nodded: "Yes, we want to use the high ground to launch a long-range attack on the enemy and probe their strength."
Master Xun said, "With nearly a million enemy troops, we could be crushed to death with our bare feet. Why would we need to probe the enemy's strength?"
Isn't it obvious how strong the enemy is?
"Old Xun, don't embolden the enemy," Deputy General Lang reminded him, then looked at Jiang Dalang: "Go ahead, prioritize your own safety, don't be reckless... Old Commander Tao is watching your things, just go and get them."
When the enemy attacks, someone has to rush forward, otherwise, what will become of the Wei army's reputation?
Therefore, Deputy General Lang fully supported Jiang Dalang in launching a blitzkrieg against the enemy.
"Thank you, Uncle Lang." Jiang Dalang clasped his hands in thanks, whipped his horse, and galloped towards the barricade camp.
"Move quickly and leave in an orderly manner. Don't panic, chaos leads to mistakes!" The barricade camp was packed with people.
There were Wei soldiers, porters, laborers, slaves, and servants all transporting grain, weapons, supplies, stones, and other materials into the city.
Jiang Dalang led his troops through the crowd and headed towards a camp.
After finding Old Tao, the centurion, and obtaining his weapon, they continued their journey without stopping towards the fifth watchtower in the direction of Dongfu Town.
Boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom!
The sound of the enemy's march was like thunder in their ears, and every breath Jiang Dalang and his men took carried the stench of the enemy's meat and grain.
"The fifth watchtower does not need to be moved back into the city. We have requisitioned it. You must immediately withdraw to the barricade camp!" Jiang Dalang rode his horse to the foot of the fifth watchtower and said to the soldiers who were preparing to pry open the base, and also took out documents and tokens.
The watchtower is a vital military asset, worth thousands of taels of silver. It cannot be allowed to be destroyed by the enemy, so it must be moved if possible.
The squad leader of the fifth watchtower recognized Jiang Dalang and, after reading the document, immediately replied, "Yes!"
Clang! The flag bearer banged the gong and shouted, "Wei troops at the fifth watchtower, abandon the watchtower and retreat to the chevaux-de-frise camp!"
Upon hearing this, the ten soldiers stopped what they were doing, gathered together, and rushed towards the barricade camp.
"Xue Feng, lead the troops to reinforce the watchtower base; Lan Hu, lead the troops to dig pits and bury firearms; San Jun, come with me to the watchtower, prepare to hoist the crossbow carts up the tower!" Jiang Dalang gave the orders and began climbing the watchtower.
The watchtower was taller than the city wall, but it wasn't as thick. When you climbed to the top, the entire watchtower swayed slightly.
And with the howling autumn wind, the watchtower swayed even more violently.
But Jiang Dalang was agile and soon climbed up the watchtower. After tying the ropes together, he threw a large bundle of ropes down from the watchtower.
The soldiers below immediately tied the crossbow cart with ropes and hoisted it up to the watchtower with a pull.
Thump thump thump, thump thump thump!
"Report, Fourth Prince, ahead lies Dongfu Town of Liangwei, the place where the entire Western Division was annihilated!" The Western King of Dongmo, leading the noble clan chief Xiyan, rode over to report to the Fourth Prince, the leader of the vanguard army that destroyed Wei.
The fourth prince, clad in full armor and wearing a red and gold helmet with long, pale red hair peeking out from beneath it, and a red and gold mask covering his face, revealing only his eyes, stood atop a large chariot, holding a red and gold spear, looking down at the Western King who was reporting to him.
"Xiqinerqin, this is the land of your humiliation in the west. You will lead the sinners of the east, exploit the lowly grain-eating Wei people, break through the trap of Dongfu Town, pave the way for the divine protection of the Eastern Desert army, and wipe away the shame of your west!" The Fourth Prince's voice, which sounded like it was phlegmy, came from behind him.
"Yes, Your Majesty, I obey. Please wait for my report of victory in avenging the West!" The Western King raised his hands to the sky, drew some strange symbols, bowed, and paid his respects to the Fourth Prince on the chariot before riding to the front.
"Greetings to the True King of the West, greetings to the Lord of the Western Rock Noble Clan!" Dong Mangfu knelt before the King of the West and the Lord of Western Rock.
This Eastern King is no better than a turtle grandson. Xiqin Erqin snorted coldly and cursed, "Dongmangfu, because of the incompetence of your Eastern sinners, my Western nobles have suffered a great disgrace. I hereby order you to lead all the Eastern troops, escort the lowly Wei barbarians, and cross Dongfu Town to protect the Eastern Desert, clear away the obstacles to destroying Wei, and atone for your Eastern sins!"
"Yes! The guilty king obeys the order and thanks the Western King for his grace!" At this moment, Dong Mangfu had lost the arrogance he had shown when facing the Wei people. He was like a slave who had made a grave mistake, kowtowing and expressing his gratitude.
The royal sons, noble sons, officers, and soldiers behind him all knelt down and kowtowed with him, saying, "Thank you for your grace, Western King!"
It's like they have no brains; it's utterly absurd.
The Western King was satisfied and said to Xiyan, "Lead them to atone for their sins."
"Yes." Xi Yan agreed, but he was extremely resentful... His brother, son and nephew had all died in battle, and he was still being asked to lead the troops into battle. Was this an attempt to wipe out his branch of the western nobility?
However, the Eastern Desert had a strict hierarchical system, and before he became the King of the West, he had to carry out the orders of the King of the West at the cost of his life.
Thump thump thump, thump thump thump!
"Eastern soldiers and civilians, assemble!"
"Heroes of the West Assemble!"
"Bring over that bastard Wei!"
The forces from the west and east immediately sprang into action.
Soon, tens of thousands of Wei people were chased and dragged out in droves.
Most of them were men, most of them had families, and they believed that by giving their property to the enemy, they could survive, so they were unwilling to commit suicide.
They were once the esteemed masters and young masters, or the owners, clan leaders and elders, but now their dignity is gone. They are disheveled, naked, and their eyes are unfocused. They can't even die if they want to.
"Hurry up! You're dumber than pigs, what use are you?!" The eastern soldiers vented all the anger they had suffered in the west on these Wei people, whipping them and hitting them with long spears and lances.
With a series of sharp, forceful blows, the spearhead even pierced the ear of a Wei man.
It ripped apart, the skin and flesh separated, and just hearing the sound made me feel pain.
Drip, drip, blood gushed from the wound where the ear had been severed.
The Wei soldiers, having lost their ears, were numb and didn't know how to cry out in pain. They simply followed the enemy's lead and kept moving forward.
"Eat it, this is a reward for you!" The eastern soldiers, who had been tortured beyond recognition by the other tribes, even threw the ears from their spears on the ground and made the Wei people eat them.
A flurry of activity ensued, and dust billowed up all around.
By the time the scramble was over, the ear had vanished.
"Aaaaaah!" an old man cried out. They were wrong, they were wrong, they shouldn't have believed these beasts.
They shouldn't have clung to their family business and refused to flee to the capital city to escape the war; they shouldn't have given up their property and daughters; they shouldn't have been afraid of death.
If they had perished together with the enemy or committed suicide earlier, they wouldn't have ended up in this situation.
The old man quickly knelt down again, grabbed the blood-stained dirt from the ground, and stuffed it into his mouth... He had to live, even if it meant pretending to be crazy, so that he could tell the people of the capital city about the enemy's atrocities and prevent them from believing the enemy and giving up the fight!
Seeing this, the enemy soldiers nearby stopped attacking him.
"You old bastard, stop eating dirt and hurry up and head to Dongfu Town!" The Eastern Army continued to drive the Wei people away.
With a whoosh, the Wei people walked forward numbly.
Behind the tens of thousands of captured Wei civilians were about 40,000 soldiers from the east... This was the last force left in the east, and it wasn't even considered a real army, but rather a group of men made up of boys over thirteen years old, old men over fifty-five years old, and real soldiers like Dong Mangfu.